Ex-wife, Remarry to Me

The two men were silent for a long time and did not speak. Lu Juncheng raised his hand to look at the time, but found that unconsciously, they were all about to one point.

"It's getting late. It's time to wash up and go to bed. These things, even if you want to break your head now, it's estimated that you can't come up with a suitable solution, so don't think about it first, and have a rest early! "

"I'll take a bath when I'm done with it. You can take a shower before you go to sleep."

"Good! Then I'll wait for you in bed

After that, Lu Juncheng got up and went to the bedroom.

Lu Juncheng's words at first listen, it seems that there is nothing wrong.

However, song churan always felt that there was something wrong.

However, she did not dare to follow Lu Juncheng's words.

With a red face, song churan grabbed the time to clean up the things on the table.

Looking at just as if the withered flowers after a transformation of the moment to become spiritual up, song churan's mood has no reason to follow the good up.

After cleaning up the things on the table, song churan also turned back to the bedroom.

When she entered the room, she heard the sound of water in the bathroom had disappeared. Song churan knew that Lu Juncheng must have been washed.

So, she went to the cloakroom to get a set of pajamas. As soon as she came out of the cloakroom, Lu Juncheng opened the door of the bathroom and walked out of it.

Originally, it was nothing, but when he saw that Lu Juncheng's muscles were just a bath towel, song churan's face turned red.

Although the words are good, old husband and wife, there is nothing to be shy about.

But usually when I see Lu Juncheng, they are all in suits and leather shoes, so I don't think there is anything.

But now looking at Lu Juncheng's strong muscles and sexy lines, song churan feels that the feeling of a deer in her heart makes her heart beat faster a bit.

So, she dare not go to see Lu Juncheng again, take back the eyes, song churan hands holding clothes, agile into the bathroom.

Looking at the bathroom door slamming in front of him, Lu Juncheng was stunned for a moment and didn't respond to what the situation was.

He was wiping his hair with a towel as he walked towards the bed.

Lu Juncheng stretched out his hand to lift the thin quilt on the bed, and without putting the towel aside, Lu Juncheng suddenly seemed to understand something.

He raised his head and took a look at the direction of the bathroom. He couldn't help but draw a curve of evil spirit.

It seems that some people are getting better tonight.

Lu Juncheng was in a good mood to take back his sight, and then turned to bed.

Song churan puts her clothes on the shelf. She blushes and takes off her dirty clothes. She thinks about some words that Lu Juncheng said before.

The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt. He didn't know whether it was because of the wind and a little cold, or because he had a little rich food this evening, so he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach and always felt as if something was going to flow up.

Holding the hand washing table, song churan stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror.

After a while, this feeling was small, song churan opened the shower and began to take a bath.

Warm water flushes on the body, the whole day's irritability and tiredness seem to be washed clean all at once.

While taking a bath, song churan thinks about what happened all day in his heart. He always feels like a dream.

She had thought that the matter between her and Lu Juncheng was certainly not so easy to solve.

But now it seems that some things have gone a little beyond her imagination.

However, no matter how things develop, as long as the people she loves are all around her, this is enough for song churan.

Wearing pajamas and coming out of the bathroom, song churan finds that Lu Juncheng is still leaning on the bed looking at the tablet computer, not sleeping.

She yawned as she walked toward the other side of the bed and asked, "it's very late. Why haven't you slept?"

Lu Juncheng turned off the tablet computer in his hand, then put it a little farther away, turned his head carefully, looked at Song churan and said with a smile, "wait for you, my wife hasn't slept, how dare I sleep?"

If song churan knew that she would let herself fall into a kind of embarrassment, she would choose to shut her mouth obediently.

Song churan glared at Lu Juncheng and said nothing.

After opening the quilt, turn off the light directly to sleep, and ignore Lu Juncheng, who is obviously a little coy.

Seeing song churan sleeping with his back to himself, Lu Juncheng led the corner of his mouth and turned off the light on his side.

Lying flat on the bed, Lu Juncheng opened his eyes in the dark, looking at the night when he could not see anything. He was very satisfied and said, "Chu ran, you are back at last!"Hearing this, song churan was stunned.

She knew what Lu Juncheng meant by this sentence, but she just laughed silently and scolded angrily, "go to sleep, I'm sleepy!"

Hearing song churan's voice ringing in his ear, Lu Juncheng turned over and put out his hand to hold song churan into his arms.

For so many years, every night before he went to bed, he would always toss and turn in bed.

No matter how many times he calls song churan's name, no one will respond to him.

But now, these past nightmares, should be able to wake up now?

The night outside the window, in the sky under the stars, quietly carrying out day and night replacement activities.

It's already 4:30 in the morning. I'm going to the company at 8:30 in the morning. I don't have many hours to sleep.

However, Bai Jiao Jiao is sitting on the window, still can't sleep.

As long as she thought of what happened yesterday afternoon, she felt as if there were countless claws scratching her heart. She felt as miserable as she could.

Qin Lang's indifferent attitude and disdainful eyes rolled in front of him again and again.

Clearly know that he seems to have no chance of winning, but Bai Jiao Jiao's heart is still not willing to let go.

For more than three years, after giving birth to the ball, she almost gave up her personal life.

Every day, we either revolve around the company's affairs or revolve around the ball.

She has no one to rely on, so she can only rely on herself.

Although, three years of time is not long, said short is not short, but only their own footprints step by step, we know that the hard work is not a few words can be understated.

For the sake of the ball, for their better living environment and conditions in the future, Bai Jiaojiao thinks that everything he is doing is worth it.

However, even if she no longer how strong, how perfect interpretation of a mother's responsibility, but no matter how to say, she is a woman after all.

When the ball ball was sick and had a fever in 398, she was worried about holding the baby and staying up in the ward of the hospital night and night and afraid to sleep, how much she hoped that someone could accompany her and comfort her by saying, "don't be afraid, I'm here.".

After social intercourse, she lay in bed thinking about the grievances she suffered today and couldn't sleep. How she hoped that someone would hold her in her arms and let her pour out her heart's bitterness.

However, three years later, she only dared to think about these ideas which had been rolling in her mind for countless times.

For the sake of children, and for the sake of reform.

She really abandoned some of her past habits.

Finally, she found a man who wanted to marry. When she had the cheek to pursue her, she didn't want to face these things.

From the first side, Qin Lang had a bad impression of her.

When she knew this, why didn't she choose to let go, but she had to go and rub herself on others?

I was proud that I had a chance to get close to him.

But now it's better. As soon as someone's object comes back, she is directly ignored by others and is nothing.

In fact, from the beginning to now, she is nothing in Qin Lang's heart.

It's just that she's too strong to be serious. Some people compare themselves to the past.

But now think about it, it's really ironic as much as you want.

Pick up the red wine bottle on the window, baijiaojiao wants to pour another glass of wine for herself.

Maybe a little more, and she'll be drunk and know nothing and fall asleep.

But at that time, the wine in the bottle had been empty. After pouring for a long time, there was not even a drop of red wine.

Bai Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then put the wine cup and bottle in her hand aside, bent her legs, and put her head between her knees. She could not help it any longer.

Strong for so long, strong for so long, wronged for so long, there are so many years of accumulated emotions, at this moment, finally is to the outbreak of the critical point.

She felt that she couldn't hold on any longer. She was really tired!

Because of what Lu Juncheng said last night, song churan didn't call Bai Jiaojiao the next day and asked her how she was.

After getting up in the morning, Lu Juncheng stood by the bed with a heavy nasal voice and mentioned the project again.

Hearing his voice, song churan is really angry and funny.

An old person, still learn from others young, play what passion, play what romance, but now pour good, neck twist also calculate, big summer is still frozen cold.

Don't you want to be laughed off when you say something?

Song churan read fragmentary while looking for the medicine box at home.

After searching for a long time, I finally found a box of cold medicine under the cabinet in the living room.Song churan poured a cup of hot water to Lu Juncheng, took two pieces of cold medicine and put them in his hand. He was not very angry and said, "take the medicine first. I'll make breakfast."

Looking at Song churan in his pajamas and turning to the kitchen, Lu Juncheng really felt that this place can now be called a home.

Because of her.